FREEBIE (intro) - BABY juice WRLD

We The Best Music They ain't believe in us Juice WRLD did (we did nigga, haha) DJ Khaled DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God) Ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) I'ma do my thing (I'ma do my, uh) Married to this cash (married to this, uh) I'ma buy it a ring (let's go, let's go) My dreads, they hang (let's go, let's go) Like Shabba Ranks (Shabba Ranks) My gun Chief Keef (yeah) The bitch go bang-bang (b-b-b-bow) I rap, I sing (uh) With the clan like it's Wu-Tang (uh) But I hate niggas like Klu Klux (uh) Run up on me, I don't give two fucks (at all) Choppa leave a nigga so fucked up (what else?) Sewed up (what else?), sewed up (what else?) Toe up, from the floor up (uh-huh) Sip lean 'til I throw up (uh-huh) After I throw up, I'm gon' pour up (yeah) I need another one (uh) Heat up on my hip, I up like the sunrise I got another sun (let's go, let's go) Ran out of ammo, switched to my other holster Another gun (grah) Damn, like, "He got another one?" (He does, yeah) DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang, the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God), ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) My gun, a horny one (it is), that bitch a thot alright (she will) My gun, a horny gun (she is), she down to fuck all night (uh-huh, she will) She wanna fuck all night, (ye-yeah) vacuum, she wanna suck all night in my room (ye-ye-ye-yeah) Rolls-Royce truck, Lambo truck, whatever one has the most legroom (skrrt) Skrrt, that bitch go vroom (skrrt) I won't Tom Cruise her, the bitch gon' move Still live like a Mission Impossible, dude (uh-huh) Gun sing like it got auto-tune (uh-huh) I'm T-Pain when it come to that tool (uh-huh) Money got longer when it come to that Uz' (uh-huh) Sip lean, I'm still awake, no snooze (uh-huh) I'm on bullshit like Carlos Booze' (tell them) I'm swervin' with the Swervo tape all in my head (let's go) I blow up like a turban on top of my head (let's go) Codeine sip, ain't no Bourbon, no Bourbon in here (on God) Even though I'm a cowboy, gun smoke in the air, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up (on God) We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang, the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God) Ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) Oh, that's on God Oh, that's on my life Oh, havin' the time of my life Get in the way of that, nigga, you gon' die Oh, 999 NLMB, No Limit gang, I'm in my prime, yeah Don't waste my money, don't waste my time Uh, come here darling, have the time of your life Come suck me sloppy, come here and get naughty Come here and get naughty, come suck me sloppy That bitch be hidin', in the back givin' sloppy-toppy

I'm apart, I'm exposed I'm the flaw, hell if I know I'm the cause, the cuts and the deep wounds Made it this far If I can then you can too If I can, then you can too If I can, then you can too, woo Been a long fight, still no truth (oh yeah) Been a long night, sippin' on chop and screw juice She said she wanna screw Juice Her boyfriend like, screw Juice Hit 'em with the ooh-la-la Then hit 'em with the doom doom Everyday my heart racin', Lamborghini, shit on vroom vroom Everyday my heart racin', for no reason, what have I come to? Yeah, what have I turned to? A lot of people turn their back on me, what have I turned to Man, fuck that shit, I gotta stay true Sippin' on Actavis in my panic room I'm apart, I'm exposed I'm the flaw, hell if I know I'm the cause, the cuts and the deep wounds Made it this far If I can then you can too Drugs in my hand, what I'm gon' do? I'm a high guy, kinda fly too Cupid did a drive by, shot me from the sunroof Hit a nigga ten times, Gucci shirt, I bled through Stains, stains, stains, stains, blood in the rain Shame, shame, shame, shame He used my chest as a firin' range Um, fire away (fire away) I'm feeling low, so I feel like I'm gon' get higher today, ayy Click-clack, fire away (fire away) Night crawlin', me and Michael Myers on a double date I'm apart, I'm exposed I'm the flaw, hell if I know I'm the cause, the cuts and the deep wounds Made it this far If I can, then you can too

(If young Metro don't trust you, trust you) I can't take one Percocet, start tonight off, I just took a 60 Burberry on me, shoot you in your back, you just got Pretty Ricky I tie the Chanel runners, then I get back to running the city And I know that it's hell coming, I ain't worried, my niggas, they with me Gotta put the narcotics down, I can feel 'em fucking up my kidney And punching my liver If I let it kill me, my mama'll never forgive me Ain't numbing my feelings, if I let it kill 'em, my baby will never forgive me This remind me of hell, sometimes I wonder if that's where God really sent me Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn The truth hurts, let it bleed out, if they hurt you, let 'em leave My heart hurtin', let me bleed out, only way I'll find peace I'm tryna get set free, but these chains on me Choke me, I can't breathe, what's reality? Uh, detached from myself Uh-huh, numb the pain with my wealth Uh, a bag from Chanel match the double C on my belt, uh Bands in my pants, I barely be holdin' my pants up But the money ain't the answer I'm just tryna reach some new highs Mix this with that, bet it feel nice Codeine, only sip if I got ice Look my girl in her eyes, tell her I won't die I fell asleep too deep that one time Woke up to your cry, girl, I'm fine But I lied Had a dream, I wasn't gon' wake up this time Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn

Wha- Uh Let's see if you a rider Let's see if you a rider That sounds clean Hey Let's see if you a rider for real I don't know if you a rider for real I'ma fight for your love, survival for real Uh-huh Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close Lay me down to sleep with my casket closed Nail it shut, make sure not to leave a thing exposed I don't know, oh, I don't know Blonde hair don't care, please don't leave me froze Stuffed cigarillos and Percs keep me whole "Should've shot it in the head" Words from my bro But anything for romance, I'ma risk it all Oh, oh Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close I'm codeine Cobain, I'ma pour a four I don't do cocaine, but it's Perc in my nose I suffer from excessive road-rage Take my life and crash it into this hoe It don't matter, you can have my heart Kill me faster, what's mine is yours On a platter, I watched you grab that dagger She's a stabber But is she a rider? Or is she poison, a viper? She gets me high as supplier and I'm on fire Will she be my firefighter? Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close